The chard is so beautiful at this time of year. So vibrant, so rich. If the weather holds, I might get another cutting from them before the first hard freeze.
I harvested the sunchokes, separating out the smaller tubers and replanting them into a new bed. I think I got all of them out of the ground, but we'll see if I get resprouts in this area next spring.
The potatoes were dug, pulled against their will from the dark clay soil. Next time I am definitely using the straw-trench method. I'm tired of dealing with clay. The pitchfork speared through about 1/4 of our tater harvest.
The last of the zukes and tomatoes. I will miss them.
The only thing left to harvest (besides the chard) are the sprouts. I can't wait to roast a mess of these, picked fresh off the stalk. So soooo yummy.
The garlic has been planted and covered with rotting straw. I still have to do the fall garden cleaning--pulling cages and trellises, tugging sunflower and corn stalks, mulching raspberries. The season is almost at an end, and I can't say that I'm too disappointed. It was a busy year, a good year with all things considered, but I could do with a bit of a rest.
3 comments:
That first picture of the chard is great!
You should get an award this year for the best garden in Blogdom! My mouth is watering thinking of those roasted Brussels sprouts . . . mmmm, good!
I don't know when you find the time to do all of that gardening stuff. Maybe it's just a matter of priorities. I suppose we all have the same amount of time in the day, just how we decide to spend it differs. You have all my admiration, sis, to work sooooo hard.
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